急急急急, 求高手给我一片3分钟的英语演讲稿,题目是<妈妈,我想对你说> 要求是高中水平的演讲稿,万分感谢
妈妈我想对你说
妈妈我想对你说
妈妈，在此我先对你们说一声谢谢！为的是感谢你们的养育之恩，我还要道一声，你们辛苦了，为的是感谢你们为了我奔波劳累。
妈妈，你们视我为明珠，把我捧在手上，不敢太用力地握，怕捏碎；又不敢握太松，又怕掉落地上。就这样，我在你们的呵护下健康欢乐的成长。
妈妈，我想对您说声谢谢！因为您每次在我受挫折时，鼓励我告诉我“失败乃成功之母”，不要泄气，继续努力总有一天会成功。这句话鼓励着我，这股勇气窜到了我身上。
妈妈，同样，我也想对您说声谢谢！因为是您给了我无微不至的爱——在我难过的时候，安慰我；在我无聊的时候，陪我聊天……
妈妈，我想对您说声我懂了！我懂得您平时教育我，批评我是为了让我能成才就好像园丁只有不停地给花儿浇水，种子才可以慢慢长大，变成娇艳的花朵。
妈妈，我也想对您说声我懂了！我知道您教我做人的道理，不为别的，只想让我成为一个好人，就像红烛只是想照亮别人出发点，就这么的单纯。
爸爸，我想对您说声对不起！因为我平时的倔强，不听话让，贪玩，让您操了很多心。头上但是，“吃一堑，长一智”，我会改的。
妈妈，我真的想对您说声对不起！因为我有时会误解，您付出了汗水，可是，现在我已不是那无知的小小孩，从此我会将心比心，来体谅您。
妈妈，我想对您说声放心！因为我不会辜负您在我身上无形的“投资”，所以，我会努力取得更多的第一，不停的往前冲去，直到永远。
妈妈，我只想对您说声放心吧！因为我会勇敢面对所有的困难，还有挫折。不断的把脚步往前迈，直到那看不见的终点。
妈妈，虽然我不会永远的得到第一，但是我知道我是你们的唯一。虽然你们普普通通，但你们的爱是独一无二的，是别人给不了我的。虽然我有时候不理解你们，但是我会努力的控制。
妈妈是你们爱的到来让我的生活陡然增色，是你们的爱让我体验了无私的母爱和父爱，是你们的鼓励让我更加充满自信，是你灿烂的笑脸让我的生活永远充满阳光。
妈妈，是你们的爱点亮了我的生命之灯，是你们的爱洗静了我心灵的尘埃，是你们的爱让我发现世间那么的美好，是你们的教育让我懂得忍耐的重要。
妈妈，你们曾经希望为我创造一片永远晴朗的天空，曾经希望我能永远远离丑陋，可是随着我一天天的长大，让你们渐渐明白我属于我自己，要有自己的思想，自己的自由。虽然你们心中藏着无限的牵挂，但是你们不可能永远为我遮风挡雨，我必须独自面对生活中的种种现实，虽然我们不得不面对死亡，我对你们的爱是永远不变的！
妈妈，你们总是教育握有时候财富不是最重要的，有时候知识不是最重要的，有时候才能不是最重要的，如果我没有理想，我的生活将是一片黑暗。但是爸爸妈妈如果没有你们的关爱，我的人生将是一种孤独。如果我没有发自内心的快乐，一切都将是枉然。你们忙于工作，有时甚至忽略了对我们的关爱。
妈妈，你们成功的时候不自负，你行他也行，失败的时候不气馁，每一个人都是独一无二的话，一直埋藏在我的心田，你们的爱将永远与我同行。
Hello! Thank you for your mother take care of these twelve years, ten years you are like a day care of me, never say hard. Your love for me, is the most selfless love. This love, just selfless dedication, not seeking anything in return. This is your mother's love for me - the great "Mother Love." In fact, your special love beautiful mother, but your hands a little rough, but can not hear you complain loudly. Because you want to help me do the laundry every day, wash boxes, even mopping the floor, cooking. Mess room, my mother's hand for a consolidation to become spotless. So my mother that smooth hand, has become a bit rough. You usually do not like nagging mother, can I have your love are always whining, and sometimes, you nagging me a few words, I will talk back with you, because your words annoying, saying again and again, over and again, hear my ears heard came out of calluses. But once made me understand my mother's nagging is not nonsense, but love the Reminder. Day and as usual, sounded in my ear no longer familiar with the familiar "Melody", "Yang Yang Do not forget to bring something, scarf, badge, lunch boxes, school should pay attention in class, do not do petty desert ...... "I am impatient side should be the side to go to school, go to school to pay the exam, I can not find how exam, and I scanned the entire bag, or not found, anxious I was sweating profusely. Know when finishing school bags, forgotten at home. Pay no papers, will be punished by the teacher, and I fear vexation, when I really regret not heard my mother say. Just as I was worried when the window was a familiar figure there, my mother took my papers out of breath, "Boy, or forget it!" Mom touched my head. When I recovered, only to see the back of your left quietly, you are rushing to work it, provoked warmth within my heart, silently say, my mother I will remember your words. With your mother I'm fortunate! You always have to look at me, sleep good, there is no quilt cover, turn off the lights there. As long as I have time, you are always willing to accompany me to read a book, exercise exercise, also play with the seesaw. Mom, I want to tell you: "Thank you, dear mother, I will always love you, as you love me! You sometimes just too tired, so I am not only annoying, you pain, some things I will try to finish, sometimes I talk back to you, you do not furious, it will affect the beauty of your youth! Mom, I love you! " Sincerely Good health and always young. 上面是英文的 现在解释中文给你听 您好！ 妈妈感谢您这十二年的照料，您十几年如一日的照料我，从来不说一声辛苦。您对我的爱，是世界上最无私的爱。这种爱，只求无私的奉献，不求任何回报。妈妈这就是你对我的爱——伟大的“母爱”。 妈妈其实您特爱漂亮，可是您的手有一点粗糙了，却没听到您抱怨一声。因为您每天要帮我洗衣服，洗饭盒，还要拖地、做饭。乱七八糟的房间，被妈妈的手一整理，就变得一尘不染。所以妈妈那光滑的手，变得有点儿粗糙了。 妈妈您平时不爱唠叨，可对我您却总爱唠唠叨叨的，有时候，您唠叨我几句，我就和您顶嘴，因为您的话很烦，说了一遍又一遍，一遍又一遍，听得我耳朵都听出老茧来了。可是有一次，却让我明白妈妈的唠叨不是废话，而是爱的叮咛。那天和往常一样，在我耳旁响起熟悉的不能再熟悉的“旋律”，“旸旸不要忘带东西，红领巾，校徽，饭盒，上课要专心听讲，不要做小动作开小差......”我边应着边不耐烦地上学了，到了学校要交考卷的时候，我怎么也找不到考卷了，我翻遍了整个书包，还是没有找到，急得我满头大汗。知道是整理书包的时候，忘在家里了。交不出考卷，一定会被老师处罚的，我又急又怕，这时我真后悔没听妈妈的话。正当我心急如焚时，窗外出现了个熟悉的身影，妈妈气喘吁吁地拿着我的考卷，“小鬼头，还是忘了！“妈妈摸着我的头说。当我回过神来时，只看到您匆匆离去的背影，您正赶着去上班呢，我心里激起一股暖流，心里默默地说，妈妈我一定会记住您的话。 妈妈有了您我真幸福呀！晚上您总是要来看看我，睡的好不好，被子有没有盖好，电灯有没有关掉。只要我一有空，您总是愿意陪我看看书，锻炼锻炼身体，还陪我玩翘翘板。 妈妈，我想对您说：“谢谢您，亲爱的妈妈，我永远深爱着您，正如您深爱我一样！您有时候就是太烦，这样不仅我很烦，你也很烦，有些事情我会尽力去完成，有时我向您顶嘴时，您千万别大发雷霆，这样会影响您的青春美貌的！妈妈，我爱您！” 敬祝 身体健康，永远年轻。
妈妈,我想对你说Mom, I want to say to you
母爱像春天的暖风，吹拂着你的心；
Maternal love like a spring warm wind, blowing your heart;
母爱像绵绵细雨，轻轻拍打着你的脸面，滋润着你的心田；
Maternal love like continuous drizzle, and gently pat with your face, moisten your heart field;
母爱像冬天的火炉，给你在严冬中营造暖人心意的阳光。
Maternal love like winter stove, give you warm in winter in mind sunshine builds.
人世间的儿女们，望着两鬓斑白的母亲，哪一个不辛酸至极呢？
World children, looking liangbinbanbai mother, which not extremely bitter?
母亲赋予给我的爱实在、朴实、严厉，有时还有点诗情画意。
Mother gave to give my love really, guileless, tough, sometimes have some poetic charms.
恍惚中，我的思绪回到了童年。
A trance, I thought back to my childhood.
我看见一个忙碌的身影，那是母亲在辛勤工作；
I saw a busy in figure, that's mother worked hard;
我看见一个疲惫的身影，那是母亲在为我编织寒衣；
I saw a figure, it is tired in the summer for my mother weave;
我看见一个欢快的身影，那是母亲在为我学习进步而高兴。
I saw a bright scene, that's mother for my study progress in delighted.
细细回想，在我的生活中，哪一天又少了母亲的身影？
Carefully back in my life, which one day again little mother figure?
每当我哭时，妈妈就安慰我；
Whenever I cry, mother comforts me;
每当我感到像一只孤弱无助的小鸟时，妈妈就张开她那宽广的臂膀，给我温暖和爱的气息。
Whenever I feel like a helpless little bird, my mother opened her broad arms, give me warm and loving breath.
有一次我们学校里打针，结果我晕血。
Once we school result, I YunXie injection.
那时正值中午，妈妈听说后，二话没说，连中午饭都没吃就匆匆赶到学校，背我去找医生，后来妈妈请假在医院陪我。
Then comes after noon, mother heard, without further ado, even didn't eat lunch is hurried to school, back I go to see a doctor, then mom leave in the hospital with me.
当时我看见妈妈很伤心，不知为什么，我也感到一丝心酸。
At that time I saw mother very sad, somehow, I also feel a little sad.
还有一次，我和爸爸妈妈买了一个大西瓜。
On another occasion, my parents and I bought a big watermelon.
回到家，还没吃，我的口水都流出来了。
Back home, and haven't eat, my saliva all out.
妈妈切好瓜后，先给了我一块瓜籽少，瓜肉甜的一块。
Mother cut good melon first, gave me a melon seeds, less a piece of meat sweet melons.
她却吃瓜籽多，瓜肉不是很甜的一块。
But she ate melon seed, melon meat is not very sweet piece.
但母爱有时也会是严厉的。
But maternal love is sometimes harsh.
我一直有粗心大意的不好习惯。
I have been careless bad habits.
有次，我在学校上体育课后不小心丢失了衣服。
Once, I at school gym class accidentally lost clothes.
回家后，妈妈狠狠批评了我一顿。
After coming home, mother severely criticized the me a lesson.
但我知道，妈妈其实也很心痛，她也不想骂她的儿子，但也只有这样，才能促使我改掉粗心大意的毛病。
But I know, mom is also very heartache, she also don't want to scold her son, but also only in this way can we prompted me to get rid of careless habit.
母爱是爱里面最伟大的一种。
Maternal love is the greatest love inside a.
儿女是母亲用自己的爱浇灌而成的花草，儿女的成长离不开母亲的每一滴爱。
Children with our love is the mother of flowers and plants, water and into the growth of the children from mother each drop of love.
母亲，一生为儿女护航，默默在儿女背后为儿女导引方向。
Mother, life for their children behind escort, children in silence to provide direction for their children.
母亲对我们的爱，是我们所能报答得了的吗？
Mother's love for us, as we can repay got?
正如《游子吟》所曰：“谁言寸草心，报得三春晖。”
As the wandering moans of yue: "who grass-inch heart, reported in the apartments."
母亲的心
The heart of a mother
吉林 冯 伟
Jilin von wei
秋意正浓，小路上铺满金黄的叶子。
Autumn is strong, the path is covered with golden yellow leaves.
每一片叶子，都是一个日，在母亲的身后堆积成过去。
Every leaf, is a day, in the build up in the past behind mother.
春天、夏天的童话都已发了黄，夹在落叶中不见了踪迹，秋阳依旧温暖，淡淡的金色仍可以编织一篇童话——给秋天。
Spring, summer fairy tale has sent yellow, clip in in leaves just missing trail, still warm, light golden can still knitting a fairy tale - give autumn. Papers
秋夜，偶然停了电，摇曳的烛光把妈妈的身影投在墙上，凝重、飘逸，宛如披着羽衣的仙女在沉思。
The autumn leaves, the accidental stopped electricity, the mother of the candle flickered on the wall, dignified figure shots as, elegant, covered with clothes fairy in meditation.
那一刻，我真希望那影子是一张剪纸，可以夹进书页，留一个永恒。
At that moment, I wish that the shadow is a paper-cut, can clip into pages, leave an eternity.
可是，那毕竟只是一个影子，转瞬即逝。
But it was only a shadow, fleeting.
来电后，母亲又恢复了忙碌，那匆忙的影子毕竟是抓不住的。
Call back, mother after the shadow, then hurried busy squandering is after all.
其实，我要珍藏的也不止是那影子，还有妈妈重新披起羽衣的神情。
Actually, I will treasure of also are more than shadow, and mother to the beatles on clothes look.
母亲有一件美丽的羽衣，是读了一篇童话后才知道的。
Mother has a beautiful clothes, is read a story after the fairy tale don't know.
文中说：每个母亲原本都是一个美丽的仙女，都有一件羽衣，可以让她飞翔；
This paper said: every mother originally is a beautiful fairy, have a piece clothes, can let she fly;
可当她决定做母亲时，那羽衣就锁进了一只永不会再打开的箱子。
But when she decided to make mother, the clothes will lock into a will never try to open the box.
而我的希望正是要母亲重新披起羽衣。
And I hope it is mother to phi on clothes.
摇篮边，她的眸子是会唱歌的星星，周围的一切都在她的歌声中动了起来。
At the cradle, her eyes were singing stars, everything around in her singing moves.
后来，母亲是童话，在她的声音里哭也清晰，笑也清，忘记了母亲那时的模样，只记得那时母亲是仙女。
Afterwards, mother is a fairy tale, in her voice cry, laugh too clear, forget mother also clear then appearance, just remember when mothers is fairy.
再后来，母亲又忙了起来，清晨拉了我去公园嗅叶的清香，雨夜拥我在怀中似听雨的呢喃……
Later, the mother was busy up, morning pulled me to the park smell leaf of subtle fragrance, rainy night wrap me in the TingYu bosom like twitter...
我终于知道，母亲的羽衣未收起，而是从我发出第一声啼哭起就披到了我的身上……
I finally know, mother fold the clothes, but not from my first sound crying out to wrap up on me...
十几年来，母亲的彩笔一直都在画我，从没舍得为自己多画一笔。
For over ten years, the mother scenery have been painting I, never willing to draw a pen for himself.
今天，当我想还一个体贴给母亲时，一张初三的课表又把我埋进了书里。
Today, when I want to return a considerate to mother, a third day's schedule and bury me into the book.
把爱写在今天，把报答留给明天，竟成了我无奈中唯一可以期望实践的诺言。
Put your love to write in today, tomorrow, he was rewarded for the only I helpless can expect practice promise.
母亲仅有一本相册，留住了她的青春。
Mother only a photo album, keep her youth.
但不知是因为过于忙碌，还是不想重拾朝花，她竟轻易不去翻它。
But don't know because too busy, or don't want to regain8 toward flowers, she unexpectedly easily not to turn it.
母亲再也不像我儿时那么神秘——没有时间去听《梁祝》，连最爱看的电视剧，也总是在结束之前就悄然睡去……
Mother don't like my childhood so mysterious -- no time to listen to "butterfly lovers", even the most favorite TV show, also always sneak in closing to sleep...
而当我承诺给母亲买什么东西时，母亲的笑又是那么无怨无悔，甚至还颇有几分我终于懂得的欣慰。
And when I promised mother what to buy, mother smile is so regrets, even quite a few minutes I finally understand gratified.
难道，母亲的心只两句话就得到满足?
Don't, mother's heart just two words get satisfied?
秋天仍需要童话，母亲的心需要满足。
Autumn still need a fairy tale, the heart of a mother need to meet.
在这金黄的季节里，母亲的收获应该是一个长大的我。
In the golden season, mother's harvest should be a grow up me.
而我长大后的第一件事就是要报答母亲，不让母亲感到秋的凄凉和萧瑟。
And I grew up first thing is to repay mother, don't let mother felt the dreariness and bleak autumn.
秋天，风雨会因有了童话而变得温馨。
Autumn, rain will with a fairy tale and becomes sweet.
阳光下，和披着羽衣的母亲一起走，走过小巷，走过清溪，……
The sunshine, and the mother of wearing clothes go lanes, through enterprise, passed,...
我们扯着太阳的丝缕，我们织着秋天的童话。
We pull the sun filar, we weave the autumn tale.
Mom,I want to say
Mom,there are so many reasons to say thank you,you give me the life and take care of me with your trueth love.Too few of us stop and take the time to say "thank you"to you,this sentence is my thue wordes that I want to express.
When I was a child,when I grew bigger than you,you did all the things that mothers do—the laundry,the cooking and cleaning—all without complaint or objection.But you were never too busy to help with a problem,or just give a hand.
Mom,you let me learn the knowledge and teach me how to grow up,you give me the best love and a happy life,I love you,my dear mother……
Mom,I want to say"thank you"for you,I love you with all my heart.And god bless you,mom.
这是我自己写的，希望可以帮助你。
Ambition
It is not difficult to imagine a world short of ambition. It would probably be a kinder world: without demands, without abrasions, without disappointments. People would have time for reflection. Such work as they did would not be for themselves but for the collectivity. Competition would never enter in. Conflict would be eliminated, tension become a thing of the past. The stress of creation would be at an end. Art would no longer be troubling, but purely celebratory in its functions. Longevity would be increased, for fewer people would die of heart attack or stroke caused by tumultuous endeavor. Anxiety would be extinct. Time would stretch on and on, with ambition long departed from the human heart.
Ah, how unrelievedly boring life would be?
There is a strong view that holds that success is a myth, and ambition therefore a sham. Does this mean that success does not really exist? That achievement is at bottom empty? That efforts of men and women are of no significance alongside the force of movements and events? Now not all success, obviously, is worth esteeming, nor all ambition worth cultivating. Which are and which are not is something one soon enough learns on one’s own. But even the most cynical secretly admit that success exists; that achievement counts for a great deal; and that the true myth is that the actions of men and women are useless. To believe otherwise is to take on a point of view that is likely to deranging. It is, in its implications, to remove all motives for competence, in attainment, and regard for posterity.
We do not choose to be born. We do not choose our parents. We do not choose our historical epoch, the country of our birth, or the immediate circumstances of our upbringing. We do not, most of us, choose to die; nor do we choose the time or conditions of our death. But within all this realm of choicelessness, we do choose how we shall live: courageously or in cowardice, honorably or dishonorably, with purpose or in drift. We decide what is important and what is trivial in life. We decide that what makes us significant is either what we do or what we refuse to do. But no matter how indifferent the universe to our choices and decisions, these choices and decisions are ours to make. We decide. We choose. And as we decide and choose, so are our lives formed. In the end, forming our own destiny is what ambition about.
个人意见
